(The man's memories, we can see a little boy surrounded by the crowd)


Why....... why is this happening to me...... I haven't done anything...... -The little boy looks at his left hand-  It's its entire fault.

The boy had a strange tumor growing, feeding of his body and his wrath, he could control the strange unbreakable material to

his own desire. Even though the boy was a living prowess, he couldn't stop thinking of how fun it would be to have friends. But

that would not happen, ever. Everyone was scared of him. They hated him. But the worst were the rumors...  He had to live,

knowing that he couldn't change, the mark was getting bigger at each day, the corruption corrupted as the boy was all alone in

his head, thinking about his family, the family he never knew...

As he got a little older, His tainted mark, instead of covering all of his body, stopped one inch before the heart.

The boy, now 16, thought it was the end of him, but he lived, Alone, instead of feeling lonely, he started feeling hatred towards

those who thought he was a bother, that they should kill him before he transforms into a demon.

The only true man he respected was those who respected him, which meant no one. Yet, he didn't say anything, he buried it in

his mind and trained in the cave he made his home. Trying to forget that he was starting to feel the pain from inside. Thinking;

Am I a demon? Why is my heart not tainted by my hatred yet? And there was this one...

The one that never got out of his mind;   why is this happening to me?



(the memory of the man ends here)

*we can see the man in front of an army*

The man stares into the king’s eyes and says:

I am a demon.

If you try to stop me, I shall end you.

This is your army, your kingdom, your life, if you say something wrong…

I’ll burn it down.

The king looks back at the man and says:

AH, Like if you, an atrocity, could kill me and my army! How stupid.

*The man answered short. He answered: *

as you wish my king.              

He then looked at his arm…

Had a big reflection…

And finally said…

I always thought it was your fault, but now I see.  It was theirs.

Now…

I’m ready.

*you can see a huge fire in the distance, a head with an upside down crown is in the middle*


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as you can see, I'm not a really good writer, but I did what I could :p
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This boss relates to the boss battle contest because:

Being called a monster, with no one to prove yourself that they're wrong, makes you a monster.

I'm actually really proud of how it turned out.
This is definitely the best skin I ever made.
huh... yeah! I'm happy xD